After a max-level boss mistakenly enters the infinite game

Half an hour after the meal, the pills were delivered to Prisin.

Bailixin took the medicine and looked at the man with slightly pursed lips from the corner of his eye.

The man said he wanted to torture himself, but a whole day had passed and he had done nothing else except treating himself and letting himself rest.

At most, I asked him a few questions in a routine manner, and then took him to a special interrogation room to scare him.

At this time, the man's cold eyes were staring at him without blinking. It seemed that he would not look away if he didn't take the medicine.

The voice of the escape system rang in his mind: [Lord Bai Lixin, it has been detected that the medicine is mixed with toxins, please take it with caution. Toxin cleaning skills are being prepared.]

Bai Lixin stared at the pills in his hand and said, "Wait a minute, don't clean up the toxins."

Escape system:【?】

Bai Lixin: [In short, there is no need to clean up the toxins. 】

Escape system:【???】

s419m:【Silly sister, a bitter trick.】

Escape system: [Oh haha! I can’t trap the pervert without leaving the child!]

Bai Lixin:【……】

s419m, tell me what you taught Tongmei secretly?

Bailixin used warm water to send the pills down, and the beautiful Adam's apple rolled up and down in a beautiful arc under Dijia's gaze. At the end, Bailixin opened his mouth deliberately, exposing his empty mouth to Dijia: "Ah...

…Look and eat.”

The man stared at Bailixin's open mouth for two seconds, then looked away as if nothing had happened, "Well, go to sleep."

The lights in the room were turned off again, and Dijia only turned on a dim desk lamp. He straightened his back and sat at the desk, lowering his head to read.

The light shone on the man's face, dividing the man's angular cheeks into two layers of light and dark, making the man's already stern face look even colder.

Bai Lixin was wrapped in a quilt and looked at Di Jia, "Aren't you going to rest?"

Dijia: "I'm not sleepy."

Bai Lixin stared at the man's undulating profile, "Do you usually rest and sleep in this room?"

Dijia didn't move his eyes from the book. He said softly, "Yeah", "It's on the bed you are lying on now. Go to sleep. Our relationship is not good enough to chat like this."

"Oh," seeing that the cold Dijia didn't want to talk to him, Baili Xin didn't bother too much and closed his eyes as soon as the quilt was covered.

Bailixin closed her eyes and opened the mission system interface.

[Task 1: Survive for five days and five nights. (Remaining time: four days and four nights with 4 hours remaining)]

[Task 2: Find the prisoner who stole the Sun Kiss Crown. (Progress 0)]

The time now is seven o'clock in the evening.

There were still 4 hours before the end of the first day, and it was 11 o'clock in the evening when he came on the first day.

While other rival players were busy looking for clues to solve the case, he could do nothing and spend a day recovering from his illness.

…

The snow outside the window is still falling.

The last bit of moonlight in the sky was covered by thick dark clouds, leaving only darkness and white snow between the sky and the earth.

Dijia closed the book gently, stood up and closed the curtains, tilted his head and glanced at the bed not far away.

The young man on the bed had already fallen into a deep sleep, and he could clearly see the other person's chest rising and falling rhythmically.

The young man's breathing was faintly heard in the room, and the fireplace beside the wall made the sound of "cracking" charcoal fire from time to time.

Dijia stood at the end of the bed with his arms folded across his chest for a few seconds. After thinking for a while, he walked to the sofa.

He was about to lie down and rest when he suddenly heard a slightly painful groan.

The sound was very light, as light as the fine snow falling outside the window, but it easily penetrated the air in this room and penetrated directly into Dijia's ears.

Dijia's body stiffened slightly as he was about to lie down, and he looked in the direction of the young man doubtfully.

Just when he thought he was hallucinating, another extremely subtle groan of pain sounded.

This time the sound was much clearer than last time. Along with the painful groan, the quilt covering the young man moved a few times and gathered in the middle.

The broken groans of pain sounded again.

Di Jia paused and walked to the bedside quietly.

The young man on the bed had his beautiful features twisted into a ball, his forehead was covered with thin beads of cold sweat, and his already pale face was almost the same color as the snow outside the window.

A soft quilt covered his body, but through the convex outline of the quilt, it was obvious that the young man was lying on the bed in a very uncomfortable posture.

Dijia frowned slightly, grabbed a corner of the quilt and opened it, and saw that the young man was balled up like a ball of hair, his hands with stretched veins were covering his stomach, and his exposed ankles and toes were also tightening hard, as if his whole body

They are all trying their best.

"It hurts..." The broken penis has a subtle trembling sound, like a kitten with nowhere to hide in a winter snowstorm sending out the most helpless cry for help.

Dijia stared at the young man's belly, then touched his forehead, and finally his sharp eyes fell on the white pill wrapper on the bedside.

Is it a side effect of the medicine?

No fever.

But the young man seemed to be in pain.

Dijia stood up and walked to the door, calling a guard over: "Where's the doctor? Call him."

A few minutes later, the guard came back. He stood there sweating profusely and said cautiously: "Come back to sir, the doctor... left just now. He said the Queen wanted to see him, and he stayed behind before leaving.

In a word, the side effects will start to appear two hours after taking the medicine, and last for four hours. Once you get over it, you'll be fine."

Di Jia's eyes suddenly darkened, and he was about to say something when another painful groan sounded from behind him.

All the turbulent emotions disappeared. Dijia said coldly, "I know, get out of here." Then he closed the door gently and locked the guard out.

The guard froze on the spot, his back immediately wet with sticky sweat.

Just at that moment, he felt death.

But he didn't know why the angry officer suddenly extinguished his anger. Could it be because of the prisoner in the room?

It's so late, why did the sir want to see Dr. Garner?

Is it still because of the prisoner?

Does this officer care too much about this prisoner?

Did the commander find out on his own?

Regardless, the guard turned around and left quickly.

It's a blessing to have one life back, no matter why.

Dijia quickly walked back to the bed and looked at the young man rolling in pain on the bed, a look of confusion flashed across his usually expressionless face.

How to do?

He looked very sad.

Dijia looked at his hands in confusion.

I have only held knives, guns and instruments of torture in my hands, and all I did was hurt others. I never knew how to take care of others.

The young man on the bed curled up, turned over on the bed holding his stomach, and moved his body to the bed without knowing it.

Just as he was about to fall off the bed, a pair of cold and generous hands suddenly hugged the young man's upper body. The next second, the young man's body fell into a strong and broad embrace.

Dijia sat stiffly on the edge of the bed, holding the young man firmly in his arms, staring at the fine lines between the young man's eyebrows.

A bit glaring.

It was just as dazzling as seeing the young man hanging on the cross with a pale face this morning.

It felt like a needle was poking into my heart.

He always felt that this painful expression and such a weak look should not appear on this face. The expression on this face should be more... bright and attractive.

Dijia circled the young man with one hand, placed the other hand between the young man's eyebrows, and gently swept the young man's eyebrows with his fingertips, trying to smooth out the wrinkles that appeared on the young man due to pain.

After rubbing the pulp of his index finger a few times, the man suddenly realized what he was doing. His body suddenly stiffened and he was about to withdraw his hand from the young man's face.

As soon as his fingers were halfway out, the young man turned over and unconsciously rubbed his cheek against his palm, murmuring in a low voice: "It feels so comfortable."

Di Jia looked at the young man with deep eyes. He didn't know whether it was because the side effects of the medicine had subsided or because his massage had helped. The pain on the young man's face had eased a lot, and his face looked a little better.

Now that nothing's wrong, let's get up.

That's what I was thinking, but I don't know why, but the man's body was like a stone statue filled with lead, motionless and frozen in place. Even his eyes were like kites with their strings pulled out, stuck to the young man's face.

The delicate and smooth skin was groped in his palms and fingertips. At this moment, the young man was like a kitten, and he made a meaningless and comfortable hum in his throat.

Dijia hesitated for a moment and remembered what the guard had just said.

Side effects will last for four hours.

It's only the first hour now. If I leave the young man like this now, he will probably tremble in pain again, right?

After thinking for two seconds, Dijia took out his hand and wrapped it around Bailixin's waist, bringing him closer to his arms. His hands were accustomed to holding weapons that could hurt people, and his strength was instinctively strong.

Originally, he just wanted to change the young man into a more comfortable position, but with a little more force on his hand, he pulled the young man into his arms.

The posture of the two people at first was just holding their heads and upper bodies, but now the young man is sitting directly in Dijia's arms.

The young man's body was already a little hot due to illness and sweating. His hot body suddenly pressed against him, and the man froze.

He looked at the young man in his arms with slightly closed eyes in disbelief.

So light.

Is this the weight a grown man should weigh?

The young man seemed to be only ten centimeters shorter than him, but his body width seemed to be less than half of hers. He was obviously not short, but now he was a small ball, and he was completely hugged in his arms.

Dijia remained deadlocked on the spot for a long time before moving.

He leaned back slightly and leaned against the head of the bed, relaxing his upper body to make the young man's posture more comfortable.

The young man groaned, frowned again, and his facial features that had just relaxed wrinkled again. At the same time, he curled up and covered his stomach tightly with his palms.

He bit his lips with his teeth, and the corners of his red lips turned white from his bite.

Does your stomach hurt?

Dijia pulled out the young man's muscular hand, and then placed his hand on the young man's belly.

Then the man's palm began to flash red, and his broad palm began to massage gently back and forth.

The young man's facial features relaxed a bit, but his teeth were still biting his lip hard.

The white teeth sank into the soft lips, and they were about to embed into the flesh, causing bleeding.

Upon seeing this, Dijia ordered: "Loosen your teeth and cry out if it hurts."

The young man was in so much pain that he didn't know whether he heard it or not. He just shook his head instinctively without any sign of loosening his teeth.

Dijia frowned, feeling irritated in his heart.

Seeing that his teeth were about to bite his lip, the man suddenly lowered his head, pried it open with the tip of his tongue, and forced Bailixin to let go of his pitifully bitten lip.

The sweet and greasy taste filled the entire mouth along the lips and teeth in an instant. Dijia was shocked and instinctively wanted more.

He greedily plundered the young man's scent, and after a long time he was out of breath and raised his chin, looking down at the young man in his arms with deep and complicated eyes...

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Studio.

【Children who go to bed late get candy.】

【Bliss, it smells so good.】

[It’s so astringent, I’m still a baby, how can I show this to others. (Dooling jpg)]

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Priscilla had a good sleep.

Although I had a stomachache in the middle of the night, my relationship with Lao Gong improved by leaps and bounds, and the results were gratifying.

It hurt a little bit last night, but it wasn't so painful that he was still unconscious.

Of course he knew what happened and what Tiga did to him.

He knows how to hold himself in his arms, smooth out his frown, warm his belly and kiss himself.

The other party held him motionless for four hours, and even wiped the sweat off his body after the effects of the medicine wore off.

It can be described in four words: " considerate and considerate".

Although he knows everything, he now intends to pretend he knows nothing.

He understands fishing.

Baili Xin stretched out, pretended to say "ouch", covered his mouth and frowned, "My mouth seems to be swollen. Is it because I'm angry?"

The man on the sofa still had the same expressionless and aloof look on his face. He stared at Bailixin indifferently, without any trace of panic or shyness on his face. "Are you awake? How do you feel about your body?"

Bai Lixin looked at the man in military uniform on the sofa, "I don't have a fever anymore, so I should be fine."

Man: "That's good."

Bai Lixin: "."

Although your face is expressionless, you still feel sorry for him, right?

"Here comes someone." The man shouted outside, and two guards immediately opened the door and walked in from the outside.

The man raised his chin in the direction of Priscilla on the bed, "Take him to the cell where he originally stayed and receive today's training with other prisoners."

Bai Lixin: "???"

Hello?

…

Ten minutes later, Priscilla, who was wearing a thin prison uniform, was stuffed into the cold iron room again.

Lin Xiao had already left, and there was another man on the other bed in the cell.

Bai Lixin sat on the hard wooden board, letting the cool wind flow down her collar into her body: "..."

Hugs and hugs, kisses and kisses.

Just throw me here when you're done?

Is that human being?

"Hey, buddy, you're finally back. I'm almost bored to death staying here by myself." The man on the other bed said in a sultry tone, "Tsk, tsk, tsk, I didn't expect that my roommate is actually a

Great beauty, I can't see such a beautiful woman like you even if I spend money outside. It seems that God is not kind to me. I deserve to go to jail this time."

Priscilla silently looked at the man on the bed next to her.

He has a muscular body, long curly brown hair, a big beard, and ridged muscles that are about to pop out of his prison clothes.

A very strong man.

"You are afraid of the cold, little beauty." The man looked up and down Baili Xin with squinting eyes, "Brother is not afraid of the cold."

As he spoke, the man rolled up his sleeves, revealing his strong arms, "See, these are my brother's muscles. My hands can crush human skulls with my bare hands, especially the skulls of little beauties like you. I can crush them one by one."

Exactly. If you pinch it hard, it will explode with a bang, bang bang bang, just like setting off fireworks, with blood flying everywhere and brains exploding. This is one of my favorite scenes."

Bai Lixin glanced at him and turned away to look at him no longer.

"Not only is the little beauty beautiful, but she is also quite cold." The man was not angry and smiled, "Hey, what's your name? How did you get in?"

Priscilla was furious. He clenched his fists and resisted the urge to get up and twist off the gangster's head. He didn't want to say a word.

The man still didn't know who he was provoking. The more Baili Xin ignored him, the more energetic he became, and he kept talking: "It doesn't matter if you don't want to say it. Brother, I will tell you my name."

"My name is Violent George. I have been living on death row. Yesterday, I was suddenly brought here by a fair-skinned doctor. Tsk, tsk, tsk, that doctor was also very energetic. He looked at me as if he were looking at an ant.

You know, that look can make me excited instantly. Whether it's murderous intent or sexual desire. I especially like to push that aloof little beauty to the ground, enter him, attack him, and see his eyes change from arrogance to

Begging for mercy and fear, and finally breaking his neck and crushing his head."

The man's face showed a distorted expression of excitement, and his body began to tremble inexplicably. He put his arms around his shoulders and sighed with enjoyment: "Absolutely, I loved that moment so much, it couldn't be better."

Bai Lixin finally looked at the man: "Why did you come in?"

The man grinned from the corners of his mouth to his ears, revealing two rows of big white teeth, "Murder, rape, robbery, injury... too many to remember."

Bai Lixin: "."

Ah.

Ghanaian doctor.

There are so many tricks to lock such a perverted murderer with him.

It seems that this doctor really wants to disappear as soon as possible.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk," the man stared at Prissy like he was looking at prey, "The little beauty not only looks good, but also has a nice voice. Her voice must be better in bed, right?"

He licked the corner of his mouth greedily, "I really want to hear your plea for mercy right now."

"Hey, what are you doing!" The sound of metal collision shattered the gloomy atmosphere in the prison, and two guards knocked on the iron fence, "Hurry up and get breakfast, we have breakfast and morning training!

If you are late, you will be punished! Hurry up!"

The sound of "cracking" metal shaking rang out, and Baili Xin followed the sound and looked over. Only then did he realize that the perverted murderer's wrists and ankles were wearing heavy shackles, and there were thick shackles connected between the two shackles.

of chains.

Are you wearing these shackles because they are too dangerous?

The prisoner on death row seemed to have long been accustomed to the pattern here. As soon as the guard called him, he stood up and walked outside.

In addition to him, there were many other prisoners passing through the dark and damp passage in front of him one after another.

Upon seeing this, Baili Xin stood up and followed the death row inmate at a safe distance. He slowly integrated himself into the crowd of prisoners and followed the flow of the large army.

Soon he followed everyone to a restaurant.

Rows of metal tables and chairs are neatly arranged in the hall, and dinner plates have been placed on the tables in advance.

Bai Lixin walked at the back, secretly observing the movements of others as a reference.

These prisoners seemed to be sitting casually, but if you look closely, they were actually sitting in cliques.

Dangerous felons wear the same hand and foot shackles as the death row inmates in the same cell. Safe ones do not wear these things.

.

He noticed that thick steel nails were drilled into the legs of tables and chairs. These tables and chairs were nailed to the ground and could not be moved.

Inside the dinner plate were cold porridge and mashed potatoes, with a little curry covering the mashed potatoes.

Without spoons and chopsticks, which are sharp and can kill, they have to grab food if they want to eat.

The place to wash hands was in the corner. Bailixin washed his hands and quickly found an inconspicuous corner to sit down.

Although the food has gone cold, at least it has not gone rancid. It is not a problem to eat to satisfy hunger, but the calories in these foods are only enough to satisfy hunger.

The prisoners here don't need to eat much, as eating enough will actually increase their strength.

Their food only needs to maintain enough health to survive.

Bai Lixin is not sure whether the current people in this restaurant are all the prisoners in this prison, but judging from the current number of people, there are not many prisoners in this prison.